PLANET ARCADIUS: Zoix Warrior

[10] BATTLE OF MYSTHIC

I still can remember the very first time, I fought the evil ones. I won't ever forget that night. It was my first time to be assigned in a normal cluster. A group of seven and I'm the only one whom they can't along with.

Hindi naman ako nagreklamo dahil wala akong pakialam sa iisipin o maski sa nararamdaman nila. Mas importante para sa akin ang matapos na ito at tumaas ang ranggo ko para makasali ako sa isang platoon at hindi sa pipitsuging grupo lang.

I know I was arrogant, self centered and narcissist those days, but I never care because what I felt was the truth I thought about myself. I was the strongest in our batch. I overestimated myself that I easily forgotten the most important fact in a group fight. That is cooperation, helping each other and looking for each other's safety.

Then, a massive attack occured in the residing town we are in. I was so eager to kill many evil ones that I don't even care about my team mates. I want to get stronger! I killed without hesitation. I became a ruthless warrior. I was the one who cleared most of the enemy and I— I'm the only one who was left behind. Alive.

Unfurtunately, my whole team mates died that night. Nothing is left of them even their flesh. A horde of Class B evil ones got to them and devour them whole.

Nalaman ko lang ang balita matapos ang naging laban. Ang nasa isip ko ng mga pagkakataong iyon. 'They deserved it, because they are weak. Death, always choose those who are weak.' Yeah, right. I hated weak fighter. Dahil pinalaki akong malakas ng aking ama.

I never regretted what happened that day, not until, I experience the warmth of having people around me and also the grievances of losing them. I— for the first time in my life. I felt horrible with myself.

Madalas naranasan ko ang maiwan. Ilang beses na akong palipat-lipat ng grupo dahil madalas namatay sila at ang iba ayaw ng lumaban. Strong people are always been the one who was left behind. Everyone around me felt intimidated. That must be why, they never chose me. Dahil malakas ako kumpara sa kanila.

Then, a great miracle came to me one day. The 12th platoon happened to me. They are my most precious treasure that the Oracle had given to me and also my greatest heartbreak. I never cried my whole life but when I woke up and found out that I loss them. I cried so hard till I passed out.

Losing them, break my heart into tiny bits of pieces. It hurts so much, that I wanted to pieced my heart using a sharp knife until the pain is gone. My memories of the 12th platoon, are my source of life. They are the one keeping me alive.

I won't die, not until I get my hands on those murderers. I will kill them even if it cost me my whole life

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<<LOCATION: MYSTHIC FOREST — INNER REGION>>

Hedious! Grotesque! Loathsome!

Malinaw kong nakikita ang itsura ng halimaw. Nakakatakot man sa paningin ang mala-higante nitong pangangatawan. Malatinik at matalas na mga ngipin. Naglalakihan ang maraming berdeng mga mata. Walong mahaba at malaking galamay. Ay wala akong naramdamang takot. Isang Class A, gigantus, a queen.

Napakagat ako ng labi nang maramdaman ang munting kuryente sa loob ng helmet. Unti-unting nasisira ang suot kong mababang level na protective suit. Sana pala nagsuot ako ng battle gear. Kung alam ko lang na mangyayari ang bagay na 'to.